Remembering my childhood back in the Philippines puts a smile on my face. I was a playful boy but loved to hang out with my grandmother who taught me about my faith.
I still remember sleeping at her house and praying with her for more than an hour before going to bed each night. Her prayers and stories taught me the values I still nourish in my heart today.
It was during those times that she was fervently praying for me to enter into the ministry. At age 18, I accepted God’s call to become a Pastor. As I respond to my calling in the ministry, I discovered my passion working for those people who are in their sunset years. A USAF Major, Chaplain Yeun, gave a workshop on working with the elderly and it paved the way for me to move into this avenue of ministry.
As young as I was then, I enjoyed hanging out with the elderly and it became the main thrust in my ministry.
I had regular studies and meetings that were strongly supported by the elderly.
It was like an inseparable group that everyone in the group was present every time and anywhere there were activities in my church. We went out of town picnics and tours on a regular basis. I developed friendships that have lasted for years.
Since then, I’ve come to believe that I am called to give special attention to the needs of the old folks especially the home bound. I have witnessed many deaths and I feel privileged to have been present during those dying moments.
I have felt peoples’ need for support and care during the end of life journey of their loved ones.
I believe my mission in this world is to love, care, and support those who are facing death. This I believe and this I do.